Visitation

[lvpd_sidle]

The sheriff had brought her the news personally.

Found dead in his holding cell...no inquiry...statements...case closed.

She breathed in as deeply as she comfortably could, and let it out. Relaxing fully against her pillows in the hospital.

Safe. From him at least. And they still won't tell me his name.

Not her problem anymore.

The bruises stood out in sharp contrast against her skin, and all her movement was stiff, ginger. Barring an infection, she would be released in another two days.

She had finished the book Angel sent. She had terrorized the orderlies with the toy Naraht so thoughtfully provided.

She was bored.

Comments

Re: Angel

[the_antiangst]

"Even so, people are just messed up sometimes. One of those things that makes me wonder how the hell I'm still an optimist."
Probably because he's no good at worrying.

Re: Angel

[lvpd_sidle]

"You don't strike me as the kind that worries too much about anything. That probably helps."

Re: Angel

[the_antiangst]

"Point. I don't worry without good cause - it's not my strong suit."
Roger, definitely. Mark, somewhat. Angel? No way.

Re: Angel

[lvpd_sidle]

"As for me, I'm very good at worrying. But it's normally about stuff I intellectually know I can do anything about. But I worry anyway."

And that reminds her of something. "Would you mind doing me a favor?"

Re: Angel

[the_antiangst]

"What do you have in mind?"

Re: Angel

[lvpd_sidle]

"Would you mind taking this letter back and asking Bar to give it to the MacManus twins? It'll be a load off their minds."

Re: Angel

[the_antiangst]

"Sure."
It sounds like she's trying to keep family from worrying, and Angel's hardly one to get in the way of that.

Re: Angel

[lvpd_sidle]

"They'll worry anyway but it might keep them from doing something stupid. Thanks."

Re: Angel

[the_antiangst]

Angel shrugs. "Every little bit helps."

Re: Angel

[lvpd_sidle]

"With those two, that's the damned truth."

[ooc: Fade here okay? Brain melting.]